Ava's POV“Pregnant?” Fernando echoed. The word tore across the dinner table, resonating through the room. I swirled my head in his direction at the sound of his voice.Fernando jumped straight out of his chair like he was knocked over, almost tripping. He rushed toward me, looking somewhat let down like his world had suddenly crashed. “You are pregnant?” he asked, and I could see the pain in his eyes. I could only imagine how much this would hurt him. The hope I had seen in his eyes a moment ago was gone, replaced by immeasurable disappointment. “Ava,” he mumbled, wanting an answer. I nodded, “Yes, I am.”His hands dropped to his side, and tears danced in his eyes, “I'm sorry, Fernando.”It felt like I was breaking his heart again and now that I knew that he was a good person I felt guilty for it. We were supposed to get married but now I was carrying the baby of the man who he loathed.He stepped back and grabbed a hold of the seat to steady himself like he'd fall if he didn't.
Miguel's POVIt had been a few days since Perez went to Chicago, and after the first night, he sent me a picture of Ava. He hadn't gotten back to me. There had been no reports about her for more than twenty-four hours.I called so many times, but there was no answer, and my mind was half made up to fly over there.The only thing that held me back was the thought that Ava didn't want to see me, and the last thing I wanted to do was upset her, so I stayed back and kept trying his cell.The phone rang for a while but there was no answer so I called again. It rang for a second longer than before, and then Perez finally answered the phone.My fury rose inside of me like a storm as I blasted him; “What the fuck, Perez! I've been calling you for days now! Why haven't you been answering the goddamn phone!” I roared, unable to keep it together as I rambled into the phone.“I'm sorry, Miguel, there's just been a lot going on. I—”“What do you mean by a lot?” I interrupted, “What happened? Did
Miguel's POV “Wait a second,” Celine rushed, staring at me, "You're 'him'?” she asked with emphasis.“Him?" I asked narrowing my eyes. "What are you talking about?”Celine smiled more sweetly, “Never mind.”I didn't push it, knowing where Ava was was all that mattered to me, “So? Will you tell me where she is?” I asked.“Oh! I wished I could. I don't know. She took off a few days ago, and she never told me where she was going.”I relaxed my shoulders, feeling disappointed. This had turned out to be another dead end, and I didn't know what to do with that.“Thanks, Celine. If you hear from her please let me know. It is very important.”She smiled softly and I could almost pick an excited emotion in her eyes but I knew she had told what she could. “You're welcome. Anyway, I gotta go. I'll see you around.”I bobbed my head quietly and she walked by me. Quickly, I took out my phone and texted Perez to follow her. She might know something she didn't want to spill and the last thing I want
Ava's POVThe next few days passed, and Fernando took the best care of me. He stayed by my side all day, playing games and racing each other across the ranch. We fed the cattle together, and he even made me ride a horse, sitting behind me. It was fun, and I was really having the best time of my life. Fernando bought some baby stuff and set up a room in the house for the baby. He spent all day up there, decorating the room. He was so excited and loving, almost like the baby growing inside me was his. He was really acting like a father, and I was surprised at how amazing he was.“What do you think?” He asked when he brought me to the room later in the evening, “I haven't settled for a colour yet since we don't know its gender yet, but we can sort that out later. For now, we settle for white.”The room was beautiful, and I walked over to the baby's cradle, feeling the smooth material.“It's beautiful,” I said, “Thank you,” I mumbled.“No. Don't thank me.” He came up beside me, faci
Ava's POV Fernando poured me a glass of wine and gently passed it to me. “Thanks.” I picked up the glass and took a long sip before digging into breakfast, “Wow! It's delicious,” I mumbled, stuffing myself while he watched me.We finished our food a while later, and Fernando took out two rolled pieces of paper, “Pick one,” he said.“What's in it?” I asked, raising a brow.“You’ll see. Just pick one,” he urged, resting his head on his hands as he watched me closely.“Okay,” I reached a hand to the pieces, moving my hand from left to right.“Just pick one,” he urged, laughing after waiting for a few minutes.I took a deep breath and finally settled for the paper on the left. Fernando took the other and tucked it in his pocket while I unwrapped the paper, and read it.“What does it say?” Fernando asked.“A picnic date,” I answered, nibbling my lips, “That sounds fun.”“Should I take that as a yes?” he questioned and I nodded.“Yes. Let's do it!” I exclaimed.“Great. Let me get things r
Ava's POVA thousand thoughts were running through my mind as Fernando leaned closer, slowly killing the distance between our lips. The warmth from his breath, grew even closer, yet my head paused time.The panic in my heart became erratic in my chest, but not out of excitement. I didn't really feel excited. Instead, I was uneasy. I felt sick.Things between Fernando and I felt good and natural. We felt like great friends. It didn't feel like more which I knew was what he wanted and I wanted to give him that. I wanted it to but it didn't feel right.The last few days with Fernando have been great. He had treated me with so much care, compassion, and love. He had been so sweet to me and my unborn child, acting like the baby was his own.I appreciated it, and I truly wanted to return the same amount of love he had been giving me. I wanted to give things between us another chance no matter how unsettled I felt deep down.I wanted to treat him kindly, take care of him, and love him agai
Ava's POVMiguel? Short, and not exactly blessed with looks? Was Penelope joking? I couldn't believe my ears. I glanced at her, and she appeared dead serious but I was sure she was only teasing me. It had to be a joke.It sounded like one —and obviously, it was a terrible joke so I laughed it off. If anyone knew how handsome Miguel was it had to be her after all she was his mother.“You tell a really terrible joke, Penelope,” I laughed it off, filling my mouth with more almonds.“Terrible joke?” She repeated, acting clueless, and honestly, she sounded believable like she meant every word she had said to me. Her poker face game was solid, and the only reason I wasn't the least convinced was because she was his mother.She knew what Miguel looked like and knowing that, there was no way she could say he was unattractive but hammering on the fact that he was short and unattractive didn't just make any sense to me.“Yeah, terrible joke,” I repeated, “You surely cannot mean that about Mi
Ava's POVI jolted awake, covered in cold sweat, and filled with longings. My heart was pounding aggressively in my chest and my heavy breath sliced through the silence in my room. I leaned back on the headboard and suddenly felt the wetness pooling between my legs.Oh shit! This couldn't be happening right now. My panties were cold and the sudden realization of how drenched I was down there made my skin crawl. It had been just a dream but apparently, it had also felt more than that.Gross. I couldn't believe that I had a sex dream about Miguel, and worse I was wet because of it. The thought of that alone was enough to weird me out. I was beyond irked.Why Miguel? Why was I still thinking about him —dreaming about him? After everything that I had learned about him, everything that he had done to me and my family? Why was my heart still hesitant to let go of him? It was sickening.I groaned, getting out of bed and hurrying to the bathroom to clean myself up. My emotions were everyw